Why to be sad, lonely and broken,
Why to be depressed,
Feel you not depression,
Why to be laden under anxiety?
Smile, smile you,
See, see the golden sun peeping
Through your window,
The beautiful flower blooming,
The stars twinkling,
The moon shining over!
God has given you a life
And that is precious,
Destroy, destroy you not as thus,
As thus, why to be depressed and broken?
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